Chapter Sixty-Nine

Lauren's POV

“You’re alive,” Katarina muttered in awe, her mouth collapsing as she stared at me as if she was staring at a ghost.

“Why? You didn’t want me to survive it, did you? How dare you come close to me? You have to leave, or I will call the police on you,” I told her.

It took a moment for her to regain her composure as she looked around and cleared her throat.

“Where is Damien? I saw him on the news. I have to make sure he’s fine,” she told me as shamelessly as she could muster while refusing to make eye contact with me.

“You’re looking for him?” I scoffed. “Did it ever occur to you that he might not want to see you as well?”

“Look, Lauren…” She wanted to speak to me to get me to see her point, but I stepped away from her completely on instinct as she limped towards me with her injured leg, causing her to pause in her tracks.

I glanced down at her leg, remembering that Damien had told me that he had shot her in her leg.

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